Exit Wounds by Dixie Land

By Dixie Land

Lisa York felt her existence was once perfect...too reliable to be real. She realized it used to be! As her husband's occupation goals are discovered, a chain of unforeseen occasions unearths a depressing, hectic aspect of Steven York that results in the destruction in their marriage, the divided loyalty in their daughters and homicide!

Lisa York felt her existence was once perfect...too reliable to be real. She realized it used to be! As her husband's occupation goals are discovered, a chain of unforeseen occasions unearths a depressing, hectic aspect of Steven York that results in the destruction in their marriage, the divided loyalty in their daughters and homicide!

Now freelancing from south Florida, Dr. Kay Scarpetta returns to Richmond, Virginia, town that grew to become its again on her 5 years in the past. Investigating the loss of life of a tender lady, she needs to stick with the twisting leads and music the unusual info with a purpose to make the lifeless speak-and to bare the sorrowful fact which may be greater than even she will be able to endure.

Dr Kay Scarpetta, leader medical expert and consulting pathologist for the federal legislation enforcement organization ATF, is termed out to a farmhouse in Virginia which has been destroyed via fireplace. within the ruins of the home she reveals a physique which tells a narrative of a violent and grisly murder.

The fireplace has come whilst one other much more incendiary horror: Carrie Grethen, a killer who approximately destroyed the lives of Scarpetta and people closest to her, has escaped from a forensic psychiatric sanatorium. Her whereabouts is unknown, yet her final vacation spot isn't, for Carrie has started to speak with Scarpetta, conveying her lethal - if cryptic - plans for revenge.

Chillingly mesmeric in tone, labyrinthine in constitution, element of foundation is Patricia Cornwell at her such a lot marvelous.

A mystery govt unit, a gaggle of renegade paranormal investigators. .. and a homicide not anyone else can crack

Though haunted by way of the hot deaths of 2 teammates, Jackson Crow understands that the dwelling dedicate the main heinous crimes.

A police officer using her paranormal instinct, Angela Hawkins already has her arms choked with secret and bloodshed.

But one task calls to them too strongly to withstand. In a ancient mansion in New Orleans's French area, a senator's spouse falls to her demise. such a lot imagine she jumped; a few say she was once driven. And but others think she used to be beckoned via the ghostly spirits inhabiting the house--once the location of a serial killer's grisly work.

In this likely unsolvable case, just one factor is bound: no matter if supernatural or all too human, crimes of ardour will forged Jackson and Angela into chance of wasting their lives. .. and their immortal souls.

A makeshift stone table had lost one leg and leaned awkwardly in one corner. A metal chair, old and rusted, rested on its side against a wood-reinforced dirt and rock wall. Two tunnels branched off the room—one narrow like the tunnel she’d come from; the other a bit wider with a metal track laid on the ground, disappearing into the dark beyond the scope of her light. An old mining cart with metal wheels sat at the end of the line. She couldn’t go farther into the mine without putting herself at great risk, as well as worry Sean while he was injured topside.

Lucy—” A deep, male voice said, “Sean, I have equipment in my truck to get both of you back up. ” It was useless to argue. How else was he going to get out of this pit? He just didn’t want Lucy to see him like this. But of course Lucy could handle it. She could handle anything life handed her. Even him in this condition. He just … hell, he didn’t know what he was thinking. The pain was making him stupid. He closed his eyes again. He thought he heard Lucy talking, but it was far away. “Sean? Hang tight.

I just can’t figure out why. I wasn’t raised in Spruce Lake. ” “He left five years ago, when he went to college. ” Five years was nothing for someone dead set on revenge. “We need to talk to him,” Lucy said. Tim turned off the road onto a two-lane highway. Two miles north was the main road into the town of Spruce Lake, but Tim turned south. ” When Tim turned onto the logging road, he slowed down as the truck bounced over rocks, branches, and potholes. Lucy spotted an ATV partly hidden in the trees, about twenty feet down from the logging entrance.